There is no wind, and the snow is falling. Outside the mountain is a vast expanse of whiteness, and this side of the mountain has become a world of powder makeup and jade. Today, my mother sent me to the county middle school beyond the mountain. I have walked this rugged mountain road many times, but every time my mother stubbornly accompanied me to school. I jumped up and down in the snow. I left a trail of footprints on this white mountain road. My mother followed me with my luggage on her back and kept saying to me, "Hey! Hao, walk slowly, and be careful of slipping under your feet-"She never stopped going out early in the morning!

"People are in the third grade, not children!" I muttered impatiently in front.

"Hao, that gray sweater is in the bag. It's very cold. Remember-"Mom followed. "Besides, you should get along well with your classmates outside."

"Mom, I know! People are born with their ears! " I finally couldn't hold back and raised my voice.

Mother looked startled, stretched out her hand and patted the snowflake on my shoulder, and breathed a sigh of relief. A cold wind blew head-on and lifted mom's thin clothes. She couldn't help shivering. Suddenly, as if thinking of something, she touched my head with her hand, her mouth twitched, and finally she didn't say anything!

Snowflakes are falling gently, and my mother and I walk side by side in silence. Quiet, this side of the mountain, surprisingly quiet!

When the station arrived, there were many people. My mother bought me a ticket, packed my luggage again, stood up again, skillfully tidied up my messy hair and turned-up collar, gave me a knowing look and made a gesture, "Get on the bus!"

When the car started, I put my head out of the window and saw her familiar eyes again. In the crowd coming and going, my mother stood there staring at the slowly moving car. The moment the car turned the corner, I clearly saw that her eyes were full of tears. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, and quickly caught up and shouted, "Hao, it's cold, remember to add more."

"mom! I remember! " I put my head out and waved hard.

Outside the window, the young mother just stood there, and the snow was still fluttering.

Fatherly motherly love

Father's love is a cup of strong tea, which is fragrant in bitterness, but it can cheer up the spirit. Motherly love is a cup of warm milk, refreshing and sweet, absolutely nutritious.

Father's love is a cup of strong tea, which is fragrant in bitterness, but it can cheer up the spirit.

Motherly love is a cup of warm milk, refreshing and sweet, absolutely nutritious. The forms vary widely, but the connotations are different.

He, a key high school student, is in Class Two. She, a key high school student, is in Class Three.

She, a child deeply loved by her mother; He, a child deeply loved by his father.

He is the best in his class, and all the teachers in other classes greet him happily when they meet.

She has no professional title in her class, and she is very happy to say hello to teachers in other classes. Teachers don't know her yet.

Being praised, he went home and told his father that his father was ordinary and always said, don't take a little praise to heart and be complacent.

She was criticized and went home to her mother, who always told her not to be discouraged and take your time. You must be the best.

His mid-term grades came down because he barely passed because of pride. After returning home, my father looked at him silently for a long time. He will never forget that look, and he swore that the college entrance examination would not be like this.

Her mid-term grades came down, and because of her hard work, she won the first place in the whole school year. When I got home, my mother happily held her in her arms and said that I had expected it. She looked at her mother like this and vowed that she would do better in the college entrance examination.

Later, he always hovered between the first and second place in the quiz. He knows that there is a girl in Class Three who is his strong rival.

Later, she always hovered between the first and second place in the quiz. She knows that there is a boy in Class Two who is her rare opponent.

He wants to live up to his father's white hair. She-she wants to lose weight worthy of her mother.

The college entrance examination is over, and he filled in Peking University. The college entrance examination is over, and she filled in Peking University.

The college entrance examination was announced and he was admitted. He jumped wildly with excitement and saw a girl jump like him.

The college entrance examination was opened and she was admitted. She jumped wildly with excitement and saw a boy jump like her.

He was interviewed by a TV station. He said that he rewarded his father with a cup of bitter and fragrant tea with a man's understanding.

She was interviewed by a TV station. She said that she rewarded her mother with a refreshing and sweet glass of milk with a woman's smile.

Fatherly love and maternal love surround two children.

Who doesn't want to be loved? The key is to cherish the love of parents when you are loved, and to think about thanking and repaying your parents.